It's understandable that a lib would take so long to turn on the messiah, having invested so much in his presidency. But I wonder whether these people ever realize how late they are to the party and how utterly devoid of profundity their belated epiphanies are.
Dowd starts off her latest column describing Obama's opening appearance at a fundraiser at the Apollo in Harlem: "For eight seconds, we saw the president we had craved for three years: cool, joyous, funny, connected."
Unless you are a liberal utopian, such as my friend Mark Levin describes in his latest masterpiece, "Ameritopia," you wouldn't place so much faith in one deliberately mysterious man to usher in a new, unspecified era, and you especially wouldn't hold on to the painfully unrealistic hope that after three years, this man will finally present himself to be someone he has never been.
Savor a few of the tardy revelations Dowd has now come to see with pungent clarity:
"The man who became famous with a speech declaring that we were one America, not opposing teams of red and blue states, presides over an America more riven by blue and red than ever."
"The man who came to Washington on a wave of euphoria has had the presidency with all the joy of a root canal."
Dowd quotes Obama's lament to CNN's Fareed Zakaria that he is only seen as "cool and aloof" because he stays at home with his daughters instead of going "to a lot of Washington parties." Dowd will have none of this, saying that Reagan didn't socialize with the press, either, "but he knew that to transcend, you can't condescend."
Dowd seems surprised that in Jodi Kantor's new book, "The Obamas," Kantor paints a portrait of "the first couple" as people who feel aggrieved and misunderstood and who, in Dowd's words, "do believe in American exceptionalism -- their own, and they feel overassaulted and underappreciated."
Twisting the knife further, Dowd says that the Obamas, in their minds, haven't disappointed Americans. "We disappointed them."
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